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Dylan "Dylan, stop saying it's your fault, you did nothing wrong." Jesse patted my head while I cried on his chest. "I-It is.......I gave h-him the j-juice.... He-he probably h-hates me... " I felt Jesse sigh as I cried harder. I can't hold back my tears anymore..... I can't act like it's okay.... "Dylan, you're overthinking this..... It's not your fault..... Stop blaming yourself for everything." Jesse's expression was stern as he talked to me. I tried to stop crying but my tears won't stop. Jesse threaded his fingers through my hair. "You should sleep," He said. "You look tired, you need to take rest...." He took a glass of water from the bedside table and brought it up to my lips. "Here, drink this and take some rest." I was exhausted and my mouth felt dry...... I drank the wa
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